A Cahya Legawa's Les pèlerins au-dessus des nuages

The question of what drives energy to the soul invites us into one of philosophy’s most enduring mysteries—the nature of vitality itself, that ineffable force that distinguishes the merely living from the truly alive.

Perhaps we must first consider whether the soul draws energy from sources beyond itself, or whether it generates its own luminosity through the friction of existence against consciousness. The Stoics might argue that the soul finds its energy in alignment with the logos, that cosmic reason which orders all things. In accepting what is and acting virtuously within those constraints, we tap into a wellspring that never runs dry—not because it fills us from without, but because it reveals what was always within.

Yet there seems to be something in the act of creation that kindles the soul’s fire. When we bring forth something that did not exist before—whether a piece of art, an act of kindness, or simply a new way of seeing—we participate in that primordial generative force that some call God, others call Nature, and still others refuse to name at all. The soul appears to draw energy from this participation in becoming, this resistance to entropy.

Love, in its various forms, presents itself as another source—though whether love energizes the soul or whether an energized soul naturally loves remains beautifully ambiguous. In the experience of profound connection, boundaries dissolve and we seem to access reserves of strength we didn’t know existed. Is this energy transferred between souls, or does love simply remove the barriers to energy that was always there?

Suffering, paradoxically, seems to both drain and energize the soul. The alchemists spoke of solve et coagula—dissolve and coagulate—suggesting that breakdown precedes breakthrough. Perhaps what we call spiritual energy is not a substance to be accumulated but a capacity to be developed through trials, like a muscle strengthened through resistance.

The contemplation of beauty offers yet another avenue. When we encounter true beauty—in nature, in art, in mathematics, in human grace—something within us responds with recognition and expansion. Beauty seems to call forth energy from the soul rather than depositing it there, as if the soul remembers something essential about its own nature.

Finally, there is the energy that comes from purpose, from sensing oneself as part of a larger story or pattern. Whether this purpose is discovered or created, chosen or given, it seems to organize and amplify whatever energy the soul possesses, like a lens focusing scattered light into a coherent beam.

Perhaps the soul’s energy is not something that can be driven into it from outside, but rather something that emerges from the soul’s own engagement with existence—through creating, loving, suffering, witnessing beauty, and sensing purpose. The soul may be less like a battery to be charged and more like a flame that grows brighter the more fully it burns.

Commenting 101: “Be kind, and respect each other” // Bersikaplah baik, dan saling menghormati (Indonesian) // Soyez gentils et respectez-vous les uns les autres (French) // Sean amables y respétense mutuamente (Spanish) // 待人友善,互相尊重 (Chinese) // كونوا لطفاء واحترموا بعضكم البعض (Arabic) // Будьте добры и уважайте друг друга (Russian) // Seid freundlich und respektiert einander (German) // 親切にし、お互いを尊重し合いましょう (Japanese) // दयालु बनें, और एक दूसरे का सम्मान करें (Hindi) // Siate gentili e rispettatevi a vicenda (Italian)

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